Ugh, I had a pretty nasty case of persistent hiccups tonight. (Point in case, had. Free at last, free at last! Thank God Almighty I am FREE AT LAST!)
My diaphragm still hurts like the Dickens.
I came down with these nasty hiccups after dinner, and quickly my sister's boyfriend suggested gulping down water through a straw whilst holding my ears closed. And it worked. For a while, at least. At a quarter to eleven, they came back. And I had them until just a few minutes ago, when I gulped more water. Hopefully this time they'll stay away for good. Apparently, hiccups are a big deal in my family--I've heard the story about my grandfather* countless times.
*Apparently my mother's father had the hiccups for two days, and had to get a vaccine in his ass. Don't ask me, I have NO IDEA.
Well anyways, that little tidbit is just a prelude to the explanation of my itsy-bitsy hiatus. Now I get to explain my fun weekend. Yay!
Friday- Nothing but cleaning for the Family Reunion/Graduation Party. You wouldn't be interested. Involved a lot of yelling and many explosions. One involving my use of the word 'fuck' many, many times. It was all out WAR in my house.
Saturday (AKA The Big Day)- More frantic cleaning. And fighting. Then, a miraculous discovery!
I went to Costco with my grandmother to pick up the cakes (apparently you need several for a day such as this). While we were there, she picked up her copy of Deathly Hallows, which I started to read in the car. When I arrived home, the festivities had already begun. My mother saw the book in my hands and assumed that I had bought the novel. Started yelling at me again. Screaming. Bitching. Took the book from me, and ordered me to work. The whole sh-bang. So I threw a Queen-like temper tantrum and stomped up to my room. All I had wanted to do once I finished all my chores was read. And I finished said chores. (Hey, I'll admit it. My temper is never in check. I have temper tantrums when I'm extremely stressed. Wait, why are you backing away so fast?!?)
So I was crying hard when my mother yells at me to "OPEN THE DOOR!"
"NO! GO AWAY! *Sniffle sniffle cry cry bawl*"
"JUST OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!"
*Obliges and almost gets knocked off feet by a package careening towards ankles*
"Hmph." *Door slam and more bawling*
If you're wondering why I was still upset, it's because I realized that my mother was merely messing with me. Not in the fun, we're all laughing way--more like the "Haha, you just threw a tantrum in front of the whole family" way. She acted like a bitch. Yes, I just called my mother a bitch. But only because I love her.
Fast forward through the rest of the day--partying. Fun atmosphere. Only a bit of Potter reading, until midnight, when I read 10 chapters.
Sunday- A lovely visit with the extended family to a local amusement park. Fun and laid back day of RELAXATION!
Monday- Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is finito. All was well.
And Today? Well, today was as normal as you could expect it to be. Besides, it's my great return. Doesn't get much better than that.
My diaphragm still hurts like the Dickens.
I came down with these nasty hiccups after dinner, and quickly my sister's boyfriend suggested gulping down water through a straw whilst holding my ears closed. And it worked. For a while, at least. At a quarter to eleven, they came back. And I had them until just a few minutes ago, when I gulped more water. Hopefully this time they'll stay away for good. Apparently, hiccups are a big deal in my family--I've heard the story about my grandfather* countless times.
*Apparently my mother's father had the hiccups for two days, and had to get a vaccine in his ass. Don't ask me, I have NO IDEA.
Well anyways, that little tidbit is just a prelude to the explanation of my itsy-bitsy hiatus. Now I get to explain my fun weekend. Yay!
Friday- Nothing but cleaning for the Family Reunion/Graduation Party. You wouldn't be interested. Involved a lot of yelling and many explosions. One involving my use of the word 'fuck' many, many times. It was all out WAR in my house.
Saturday (AKA The Big Day)- More frantic cleaning. And fighting. Then, a miraculous discovery!
I went to Costco with my grandmother to pick up the cakes (apparently you need several for a day such as this). While we were there, she picked up her copy of Deathly Hallows, which I started to read in the car. When I arrived home, the festivities had already begun. My mother saw the book in my hands and assumed that I had bought the novel. Started yelling at me again. Screaming. Bitching. Took the book from me, and ordered me to work. The whole sh-bang. So I threw a Queen-like temper tantrum and stomped up to my room. All I had wanted to do once I finished all my chores was read. And I finished said chores. (Hey, I'll admit it. My temper is never in check. I have temper tantrums when I'm extremely stressed. Wait, why are you backing away so fast?!?)
So I was crying hard when my mother yells at me to "OPEN THE DOOR!"
"NO! GO AWAY! *Sniffle sniffle cry cry bawl*"
"JUST OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!"
*Obliges and almost gets knocked off feet by a package careening towards ankles*
"Hmph." *Door slam and more bawling*
If you're wondering why I was still upset, it's because I realized that my mother was merely messing with me. Not in the fun, we're all laughing way--more like the "Haha, you just threw a tantrum in front of the whole family" way. She acted like a bitch. Yes, I just called my mother a bitch. But only because I love her.
Fast forward through the rest of the day--partying. Fun atmosphere. Only a bit of Potter reading, until midnight, when I read 10 chapters.
Sunday- A lovely visit with the extended family to a local amusement park. Fun and laid back day of RELAXATION!
Monday- Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is finito. All was well.
And Today? Well, today was as normal as you could expect it to be. Besides, it's my great return. Doesn't get much better than that.
Comments
But I'm glad you finished HP. No spoilers please!!
I had a ball reading your profile. Loved that quote. You sure you're still in High School? Your maturity and intelligence gives me hope for our youth today.
Besos para siempre